Deep down, all the while, she was waiting for something to happen. Like a sailor in distress, she kept casting desperate glances over the solitary waters of her life, seeking some white sail in the distant mists of the horizon. She had no idea by what wind it would reach her, toward what shore it would bear her, or what kind of craft it would be -
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it's sun_shines @ GJ!
add me here? =)
GJ is obviously toast.
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Ie:
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Thanks for asking. I'm glad you like the icon! =]
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and we both love twilight haha.
add me?
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& it makes me happy that you like graphics! ♥
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ps: jane austen is a good writer, i love her works.
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